Held

For the first time in my life

I let myself be held, yeah, like a big old baby

And I surrender, mmm, to your charity

I let the jets fly

Not wishing for their destruction

Orange and black

In a perfect blue sky

I lay back in the tall grass

I let the ants cover me

For the first time in my life

I am moving away

Moving away

Moving away

From within the reach of me

All the while being held like a, like a, like a big old